Clair(e)voyance

notevenjokingfic:

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THREE WEEKS EARLIER

“Say it again,” she panted as his tongue traced across the top of her breast.

“My wife,” he said, “Mo bhean.”

“And husband?” she asked, holding his head in her hands.  She arched her back.  Pushed her nipple deeper into his mouth.  

An duine agam.”  He muttered against her skin.  He pulled hard, scraped his teeth across the hard nub.  Curled his tongue over it.  Claire groaned as the sensation caused a contraction between her legs.

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